He was flying over New York, a patrol and view of the city. He looks down and sees a creek, leading into a forest. He follows the stream and flies over the forest. He gets deep in and flies down gently. He looks around the peaceful green surroundings, then he hears a sweet voice. He sees someone sitting on a branch.

They had small transparent-like wings and elegant like clothing. He raises his brow, his mouth agape, he never seen such extraordinary thing. The voice was magical. It took some time of making out the creature before him, realizing, it’s a fairy.